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Title: How to Torture a Phantom Thief – Picture Perfect Detective

Fandom: Detective Conan / Magic Kaito

Disclaimer: All rights reserved to Gosho Aoyama for he created the awesomeness that is Kaitou KID. Ah, and Detective Conan, too. This fanfiction on the other hand is entirely mine. No money is made with this, though reviews are more than welcomed.

Tags: m/m, future fic, Shinichi grows up as Conan, explicit intercourse, oral

Main Pairing: Kaito/Shinichi

DC/MK Characters: Kudou Shinichi | Edogawa Conan, Kuroba Kaito | Kaitou KID

Summary: Prompts: clothed sex + collars + sexy photos + age gap. Kaito was a touring magician. Whenever he was out of the country though, his boyfriend liked to send him teasing sexy pictures.

How to Torture a Phantom Thief

Picture Perfect Detective

Kaito was frustrated for a lot of reasons. Mostly and above all else though stood his boyfriend.

Because Kaito had become a professional magician after graduation and by now, he was a world famous stage magician (which he used to have heists in other countries). And he loved his job, loved the things he got to see with it. But it also took him away from Japan for months at a time.

It had been easy at first. A blessing, really. Because he had started developing strong feelings for his biggest chaser. Only that tantei-kun was stuck in the body of an elementary schooler and that just made a relationship impossible for the both of them. Not to mention, Kaito feared he would make a fool of himself, confessing to the detective.

So Kaito fled to Las Vegas after his graduation, starting out as an apprentice to a stage magician and slowly, over the years, making a name for himself. He had started touring about two years ago.

Edogawa Conan was seventeen years old the next time the two of them met face to face. He looked just like Shinichi had once upon a time, only with the cute glasses. His kicks had only gotten stronger over the years and the teen detective seemed incredibly mad too.

Turned out Kaito wasn't the only one who had developed feelings, all these years ago. He also wasn't the only one who got slapped in the face by said feelings as soon as the two laid eyes on each other once again. Kaito had no idea how to react to that, even less so when Conan suddenly kissed him. A decade's worth of feelings exploded within them both.

Only that Kaito was only staying in Tokyo for two weeks before moving on to Beijing next.

But they exchanged numbers. No need to tell Conan his identity, because of course had his detective already put one and one together; Kuroba Kaito, the great stage magician, and Kaitou KID. He'd honestly be disappointed if the Great Detective hadn't figured it out.

Their connection had always been a mental one, so neither minded the long distance relationship too much. They sent each other riddles, talked about their days for hours. It was going good, Kaito was just so happy to have his tantei-kun in his life again.

All had been good. Until Conan realized that he could be a damn tease. It had started with a picture of Conan after soccer practice, sweating, shirt clinging to his chest, those damn shorts that soccer players insisted on wearing, showing off his long, lean legs. Honestly, Kaito thought that seventeen year old Conan was way more attractive than seventeen year old Shinichi had been. Not that Kaito would ever say that aloud; he respected that his boyfriend had left his old life behind. Shinichi was dead and buried, he had been mourned, but life – Conan's life – had gone on for a decade now.

Conan noticed what an effect the picture had on Kaito. So he started growing more daring. For Conan's graduation from high school, he sent a picture of himself only wearing the hat, but the picture cutting off under his chest. So rude. So mean. Such a tease.

Apparently, the first few months of college were very boring for Conan, because he grew more daring in his pictured adventures. What was currently haunting Kaito was Conan wearing black cat-ears pinned to his hair and a leather collar around his neck. The silver tag on the collar didn't say anything, instead it was engraved with the signature KID smiley.

His tantei-kun was wearing a collar with the KID smiley on it. Kaito made a miserable noise.

"Five more minutes until curtain, Mister Kuroba."

Right. He had a show. No time to focus on Conan, or on that collar, or on the hard-on he now had. How rude. Like his boyfriend was actively trying to kill him; and here Kaito thought that had stopped when they became lovers. No, Conan was mean and murderous still.

/break\

The show had been great, despite Kaito's distracted mind. His mind was still with Conan and that collar, even as he headed back to his wardrobe. Though he paused when he saw someone standing in front of his door. He couldn't make out who, just saw the giant bouquet of white roses. And then the roses were lowered and Kaito saw... Kaito saw cute big glasses and a neat cow-lick...

"Conan..." Kaito's voice trailed off in confused awe.

"Great show, sneak thief," Conan grinned at him.

"What are you doing in Paris?" Kaito accepted the flowers, still looked confused.

"My father's book-tour. When he realized you have a show here, he invited me along," Conan frowned at him. "...I sent you a photo of me, literally with the Eiffel Tower in the background."

"Background?" Kaito's own frown deepened. "What? You expected me to look at the background? Have you lost your mind? Did you see you with the kitten ears and that-"

A strangled noise escaped Kaito when Conan pulled down his black turtleneck enough to show off that he was indeed still wearing the collar. Kaito couldn't think, he just herded his boyfriend into his changing room, kissing him fiercely and with hunger. When the door closed, Kaito had Conan pinned against it. The detective laughed softly at the eagerness, making Kaito huff.

Kaito kissed down Conan's neck, to the collar. Before he could do anything more did Conan turn them both around, pinning the magician to the wall. The flowers laid forgotten on the ground next to them, as Conan noticed when he went down onto his knees in front of Kaito.

"What are you-" Kaito's words cut off when Conan unzipped his pants.

"Well," Conan tilted his head to offer one of his mean grins. "Since I got to you, seems only fair if I... got you now, mh? And I have to admit, I've been thinking about this a lot."

Which was the truth. If Kaito felt teased by the photos Conan sent? They were just payback for every single time Kaito sent him pictures from his tour because Kaito in the well-tailored suits? Were absolutely killing Conan. He'd been thinking about going down on Kaito while Kaito wore one of his stage costumes for weeks now, ever since the last time Kaito was visiting Tokyo.

Licking his lips, Conan opened wide when he saw Kaito's cock, hard and curved and pretty. And then he licked up the curve. Kaito made a cute small noise. Heh. Be it during a heist or outside, Conan just knew his thief. He sucked Kaito in, wrapping his tongue around it. With a strangled noise did Kaito come, much faster than Conan had anticipated. It earned the thief a look.

"Shut up," Kaito huffed flustered. "Haven't seen you in weeks. And then the photos!"

Conan wiped his mouth and laughed as he got up to kiss his boyfriend. "I missed you too, thief."

And he did. Before Conan had embraced being Conan, KID's heists had been his escape. When KID had disappeared, it had thrown him off. But now that he embraced this life, KID was back and his.

~*~ The End ~*~

Author's note: Based on a prompt, figured that'd make a very good Magic Monday ;D And mmmh can't believe I've never written Kaito and Conan before xD Guess I hadn't gotten around to that yet *chuckles* Thank you Hiro for pointing that out to me ;D